So another meet is said and done. This year’s Twin Ports Raw Open was my fourth meet and my one year anniversary of participating in the great sport of powerlifting. To say this meet was a roller coaster would honestly be an understatement. I prepared for this meet for months, both in and out of the gym. I poured every ounce of effort I had into either dieting or training. I was in the gym twice a day most days, but at least once every day for months. I was admittedly running around like a crazy person. Was it worth it?? Sure, I’m glad I did it. I will say right up front though, I really wish the meet would have gone better. I am doing my very best to focus on the positive and extract every possible lesson out of this experience that I can, but it’s definitely a forced effort. Maybe sharing my experience will help me process things even more? So here’s the play by play.
I got up early after waking up about a dozen times throughout the night. I showered and packed myself a most delicious lunch. I had a few energy drinks to ensure a thoroughly cracked out state of existence while lifting. My breakfast which was making my mouth water all morning! I had 2 GIANT PB&J’s and a protein shake. First bread in months!! I also had a few bananas, oranges, and some candy for after the meet….yum!!
Twix…my all time favorite candy bar.
The much anticipated weigh in went great. I stepped on the scale with my hoping to see something in the 131 range, but quickly realized that the scale was reading in Kilograms. My official weight was 59.4 Kg (130.68 pounds). Fantastic. I beat my goal by almost 2 pounds, I was thrilled. Next stop…..FOOD. I ate my PB&J, protein shake, and a banana. Carbohydrates good.
Before I knew it, it was time to start warming up for my squat. There was a great group of women that came out for this meet. I got to warm up with Annette Powell, a fantastic lifter from Winnipeg. She had a glute injury that was plaguing her warm ups, but she’s so experienced that she was doing a great job of just powering through it. She also gave me a great compliment on my squat. She told me that I had great depth and that every rep was hitting in the same spot and looked really consitent. I can’t tell you how much I’ve struggled with that so I was very pleased to hear that!! I finished warming up with 155 lbs and headed out for the main event.
My first squat attempt was 176 lbs. As always, I was nervous in an almost life threatening way. I felt like my heart was in my throat, and I kept having to talk myself down off the edge. “It’s only 176, you can do this in your sleep so suck it up Sally!!” And that’s exactly what I proceeded to do. It was an easy 176, followed by an easy 198. Finally, my 3rd attempt was at 215. I could not believe how light it felt. As soon as I stood up, I felt instant regret. I could have gotten at least 10 more pounds. Feel free to check out the video of my studly performance (for me anyway).
It’s scientifically proven that looking cross eyed makes you twice as strong…..
At this point, I was on top of the world. I had expected to have much lower lifts, but my stellar squat performance definitely turned things around in my mind. Maybe I wasn’t going to struggel with the weight. Maybe my total is going to be closer to my last meet total???
Bench was next up. I started out at 132 lbs and had no problems. I hadn’t been able to bench heavy in the last few weeks leading up to the meet due to an achy shoulder. I was a bit concerned with how much weight I was going to be able to put up. My second attempt was at 143 lbs which also went up fairly easily. Since things were looking pretty good, I decided to go for a PR on bench and try 154 lbs. Eek. Enter my headcase of nerves and my lack of practice benching with a pause. All I can say is….Fail. 154 didn’t go anywhere. As soon as I got the start command, I dropped the bar on my chest and that’s where it stayed. So sad. (sorry, no pics of the bench…you’ll have to use your imagination)
With my confidence rattled a bit, I dove head first into the deadlift. I warmed up in a bit of a rush…apparently I was having too much fun in the stands and forgot that I actually had to finish lifting. I went up to 245 lbs and then headed out to do my 259 lb opener. Considering that I deadlifted 300 lbs at my last meet in October, I wasn’t expecting 259 to feel overly heavy.
Um…..yeah. See how crooked the bar is? It’s not supposed to be like that. See all the veins popping out of my neck? Also not supposed to be there on the first attempt. See my rounded shoulders as I struggle to lock it out? Also not a good sign at all. When my coached asked if it felt as heavy as it looked, I said “yes, yes it did.” I still decided to go up to 281 though. I think this was a mistake. I would liken it to a person who hasn’t drank alcohol in a long time. There was, perhaps, a time that you could go out and have 27 drinks and still wake up the next day feeling like a million bucks. But now, you’re completely out of practice and have absolutely no business trying to drink that much. You’re bound to end up passed out in booth somewhere, but does that stop you? No, it does not deter you in the slightest. Down the hatch!! So this is pretty much how that turned out. I strained every muscle fiber in my entire body, but could not manage to move that bar one stinkin milimeter.
This was my first go at it.
Then I spent 10 minutes praying to the lifting gods before trying it again.
And…you can see how that turned out. Once again….Fail.
When everything was said and done, despite being about 50 pounds under my last total, I came in 3rd place behind to amazingly talented and experienced lifters. That is definitely something to be proud of. Having lost 15 pounds, putting up a bit less weight is okay. The greatest part of it all is that by formula (wilks) my total at the Hudon meet in October 2010 was 315.32 while my total for this meet by formula was 315.11. So even though it felt like I just went out and took a big duker on the platform, I actually maintained. No PRs, nothing amazing, but I really didn’t lose anything and that’s great. And you know what you get for a job well done?????
Pizza, breadsticks, and Pepsi….every girls dream!!
Thanks so much for all your support in this journey. I couldn’t have done it without tons of help from my coach, my family and friends, and of course my future husband of the year. Let me know what your next mission is and I’ll do my best to return the favor!!!